Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mickey, artist - cupcakKe.
Date of issue: 08.04.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mickey |
Who the fuck do you think you is? |
Cheatin' ass nigga woulda gave and give |
Takin' two L’s straight, I could never see it |
That’s an LLC but that’s none of my biz |
I said who the fuck are you? |
(Let me know) |
I’m not finna sit right here and argue |
You actin' like a whole muh-muhfuckin' Mario |
Swear to God you ain’t got all your marbles |
This that don’t call my motherfuckin' phone no more |
You want that bitch? |
Then you can have that hoe (Oh yeah) |
Only time you seeing me now it’s through a slideshow |
Tried to ride for you but man you drive too slow (Skrr) |
So it’s fuck you, I’ma just start off fresh |
And I ain’t even really the type of bitch to flex |
But it’s an exorcist when I walk past these niggas |
'Cause all them niggas just turn around and break they necks |
You picked the silent treatment, since your phone on silent |
Shut the fuck up, man, just be quiet (Shhh) |
Everything ain’t about you, this ain’t no island |
All I hear is, «Ay, ay"like a fuckin' pirate |
And that’s why you can’t get no respond to your text |
Gender reveal, he just here for the sex |
You can be a nigga whole twenty-six alphabets |
And that nigga gon' still pick the ex |
On my life when you fucked that bitch, I couldn’t understand how a nigga so |
bold (How?) |
When I done got your dick way harder than some motherfuckin' McDonald’s fries |
when they cold |
Heart so froze, I done put that ass in a L, like a motherfucka touchin' they |
toes |
Just for you to cheat with a force ass bitch who only wanna pic for |
relationship goals? |
Ayy, pause, bitch, back it up |
I packed your bags and they packed as fuck |
If I ever see you while I’m out with my new nigga, I’ma grab his dick while he |
smack my butt |
I moved on 'cause I’m too grown and I can’t pick up, nigga, I’m so sorry |
I got so many different niggas now, he saved my number under Lori Harvey, ayy |
Many, many, many, many, many, many, many |
How many niggas on my line? |
Got many |
How many niggas I decline? |
That’s many |
How many commas in my account? |
Uh, many |
How many commas I’ma use? |
Um, plenty |
Mickey, Mickey, Mickey, Mickey, Mickey, Mickey, Mickey |
He stinkin' out the house, like a mouse, call Disney |
Two can play this game, motherfucka, I’m litty |
When a nigga act Mickey, then you gotta have Minnie, uh |
Please, stop likin' my pics |
I know this lil' pussy you miss (Ah) |
You left me for a new bitch then realized shawty shit smell like fish (The fuck? |
My upgrade lookin' delish, he eatin' this pussy, chef’s kiss (Come on) |
I’ma ride his dick like Ciara then pop a pussy, that’s Sierra Mist, ayy |
I ain’t never trippin' on a weak ass bum, and stay with the guys with the lies, |
ass nigga |
And all these bitches on my page resembling white people Kool-Aid, |
like why so bitter? |
These hoes hate hard but be fans (Huh?) |
Worried I’ma take they mans (Huh?) |
She logged in his page just to block me at nine but that nigga unblock me at ten |
Bitch think again (Bitch think again, bitch think again, bitch think again…) |
Many, many, many, many, many |
Yeah, I got many, yeah, I got many |
Bitch, I got many |
Yeah, I got many (Yeah, I got many, yeah, I got many, yeah, I got many) |
Yeah, I got many |
I said, «Bitch, I got many» |
Mickey, Mickey, Mickey, Mickey, Mickey |
Niggas so Mickey |
These niggas so Mickey |
But bitch I’m feelin' picky |